The gardener is here so it must be Monday.

The gardener is here so it must be Monday. Or Belgium.
Cousin Betty has thoughtfully sent a missive by email but it came through as gibberish. I suspect it is a pic which does this occasionally.
I'm reading a book by Frank Wilcsek, a Nobel Prize winning physicist. I'm finally beginning to understand predictive value of symmetry. This is the second time I've read this one. All I have to do is understand each sentence before blasting on to the next. Sentence by sentence makes or idea by idea.
Poor Budda is not feeling well. He has diarrhea and a runny nose. He doesn't' know which way to face. Poor guy just can't get comfortable. But this too shall pass. I suppose this contributes to some of his odd behavior in the last few days.
Aircraft news: Sonex (which is the plane I built) has built a Sonex powered by a jet engine. It is a hot rod with a prop but will be a MONSTER with the jet engine.
A jet powered Sonex is proof that we're all on this flight together.

Dick